Take My Cold Boss Home

Chapter 218 You Are Too Dirty

The men in front of them ran away as soon as they saw that Jack was here. Who dared to stay here?

But they were also flustered. After all, they hurt someone for no reason. Although it was premeditated

for a long time, they did not expect to be caught by the third son of the Nan clan.

After taking a deep look at person who was sent to the emergency room, they left in a hurry.

Lily had no time to care about these fleeing people.

"Don't scare me."

She held her cold hands and sobbed.

Why was Sarah so silly? Those people wouldn't do anything to her. She didn't need to protect her, but

she did it at the risk of her life.

At that moment, Lily regretted leaving Sarah here and thus she got hurt.

At this time, Jack looked very calm.

Although someone was injured, it was not Lily, which made him relieved. He had no time to care about

the other people.

"Take her in, Jack. I'll call the doctor."

She wiped the tears on her face and said anxiously. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

In this case, no matter how flustered she was, there was nothing she could do. But looking at the blood

flowing from her white arm, Lily only felt a heartache.

Jack replied in a low voice and walked in with the woman in his arms.

The blood stained his exquisite handmade suit. If it weren't for the sake of Lily, he would have thrown

the person away.

Didn't she know that he was a neat freak?

With a cold face, he put the woman in his arms on the bed. When he was about to turn around and

leave, his sleeve was pulled.

"Jack... Don't go... "

A weak voice came from behind, but it shocked the man.

It was her?

Jack turned around subconsciously and saw the woman on the bed looking at him with a smile.

Her originally delicate little face was as white as a barbie doll, but it still couldn't cover her beauty.

At this moment, she was lying quietly on the bed, with two drops of tears hanging from the corners of

her eyes, and her eyes were full of grievance.

"Thank you."

Her beautiful red lips turned pale because of excessive blood loss.

She looked at him, as if looking at her lover.

Well, this was the reaction she wanted, happy and surprised.

Although he was surprised, he didn't feel happy. Instead, his eyes became colder and his face became

gloomier.

Why was she here?

"Hum."

Jack hummed coldly, but his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, completely different from

what he said.

Sarah was disappointed. Didn't he love her?

No, it couldn't be. Jack must love her, but it was inconvenient to say it.

Thinking of this, she stood up and cupped the man with her trembling hands from behind.

He was the man who she missed day and night, and made her unable to sleep. At this moment, she

was hugging his body.

Obviously, Jack was stiff, but he pushed her away without hesitation.

Then she took off her coat in disgust and threw it aside.

He looked at the woman in front of him coldly, like the Shura in hell.

"Your blood is dirty."

Then he turned around and left.

She finally got such a good opportunity. How could she let it go?

Ignoring the wound on her arm, she ran straight behind him and tightly held him again. Her cold little

face clung to the man's broad back and kept rubbing against it.